Comments on: What Would She Think http://www.fromcribstocarkeys.com/2009/05/what-would-she-think/ Thu, 29 Jul 2010 20:21:41 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Nikki http://www.fromcribstocarkeys.com/2009/05/what-would-she-think/comment-page-1/#comment-3691 Nikki Tue, 26 May 2009 05:00:04 +0000 http://www.fromcribstocarkeys.com/?p=440#comment-3691 I never met your mom but in the year, no... two years now that I've known you (wow!) I think it's safe to say that your mom would be ever so proud of you! You know I'm amazed and in awe of the accomplishments you've made. I know there's a lot more to come your way too. I know it's hard not having her here but the fact that you were so close to her that even in her passing, you still can feel her presence in your life speaks volumes. I'm here whenever you need me, I don't have to tell you that. I would have loved to have met your mom, if I had I would tell her that she's raised a beautiful, wonderful, and incredibly talented woman. She has every reason to be proud of you, even when you feel you're making mistakes. You're an amazing mom to your boys and I've been blessed to be your friend. <abbr><em><abbr><em>Nikkis last blog post..<a href="http://www.theguiltyparent.com/2009/05/review-bical-grippers-the-original-sock-with-sole/" rel="nofollow">Review: Bical Grippers “the original sock with sole”</a></em></abbr></abbr></em> I never met your mom but in the year, no… two years now that I’ve known you (wow!) I think it’s safe to say that your mom would be ever so proud of you! You know I’m amazed and in awe of the accomplishments you’ve made. I know there’s a lot more to come your way too. I know it’s hard not having her here but the fact that you were so close to her that even in her passing, you still can feel her presence in your life speaks volumes.

I’m here whenever you need me, I don’t have to tell you that.

I would have loved to have met your mom, if I had I would tell her that she’s raised a beautiful, wonderful, and incredibly talented woman. She has every reason to be proud of you, even when you feel you’re making mistakes.

You’re an amazing mom to your boys and I’ve been blessed to be your friend.

Nikkis last blog post..Review: Bical Grippers “the original sock with sole”

]]> By: Erin http://www.fromcribstocarkeys.com/2009/05/what-would-she-think/comment-page-1/#comment-2713 Erin Sun, 03 May 2009 19:54:20 +0000 http://www.fromcribstocarkeys.com/?p=440#comment-2713 Oh Shannan. My heart aches for you. I know nothing another person can say will do any good. I know nothing someone else does makes a difference. Nothing can bring back that person. Nothing can replace that person. Nothing can mend your broken heart. I know it is not the same thing but I can relate to your feelings . I lost my pop 3 years ago. Not a day goes by I don't wish he was still here, that I would have had a baby sooner so that he could have seen his great grandchild, that cancer never existed. He had a severely broken leg when I was born. He had a cast up to his waist and couldn't walk. From the first day I came home from the hospital I was in his arms. I spent my entire first year in his arms. Growing up I almost always lived with my grandparents. It was the only place I ever felt safe. the only place i ever felt loved. the only place that ever made sense to me. My heart breaks for my son to know the same comfort of those arms. the loving words. the shoulders strong enough to support the worlds problems it seemed. or at least mine. Last year when I was pregnant we bought my childhood home from my Grandmother. The memories were to much for her and she could no longer stand to live here without him. She wanted me to have the house, for my family to enjoy it and make it a home, the way that we did growing up. She moved over 2 hours away. its hard to even talk to her. I am not close with either one of my parents. They both act as if I don't even exist 95% of the time. And Dave's family and I are not exactly what you would consider close. It leaves me feeling as if I am totally alone. No one but myself from my family to understand me, to talk to, or to love Elijah. I know pop would have. Your last paragraph - "Just once more, I want her to tell me what she thinks. I want to see her hold my babies and I want her to laugh with me at their latest escapades. I want her to yell at me when she thinks I’m wrong and tell me how wonderful I am when I’m doing something right. Just once more. Please." that paragraph says it all. Thank you for the beautifully expressed emotions. Hugs.~Erin -@erinjeany Oh Shannan. My heart aches for you. I know nothing another person can say will do any good. I know nothing someone else does makes a difference. Nothing can bring back that person. Nothing can replace that person. Nothing can mend your broken heart.
I know it is not the same thing but I can relate to your feelings . I lost my pop 3 years ago. Not a day goes by I don’t wish he was still here, that I would have had a baby sooner so that he could have seen his great grandchild, that cancer never existed. He had a severely broken leg when I was born. He had a cast up to his waist and couldn’t walk. From the first day I came home from the hospital I was in his arms. I spent my entire first year in his arms. Growing up I almost always lived with my grandparents. It was the only place I ever felt safe. the only place i ever felt loved. the only place that ever made sense to me. My heart breaks for my son to know the same comfort of those arms. the loving words. the shoulders strong enough to support the worlds problems it seemed. or at least mine.
Last year when I was pregnant we bought my childhood home from my Grandmother. The memories were to much for her and she could no longer stand to live here without him. She wanted me to have the house, for my family to enjoy it and make it a home, the way that we did growing up. She moved over 2 hours away. its hard to even talk to her. I am not close with either one of my parents. They both act as if I don’t even exist 95% of the time. And Dave’s family and I are not exactly what you would consider close. It leaves me feeling as if I am totally alone. No one but myself from my family to understand me, to talk to, or to love Elijah. I know pop would have.
Your last paragraph – “Just once more, I want her to tell me what she thinks. I want to see her hold my babies and I want her to laugh with me at their latest escapades. I want her to yell at me when she thinks I’m wrong and tell me how wonderful I am when I’m doing something right.

Just once more. Please.”

that paragraph says it all. Thank you for the beautifully expressed emotions. Hugs.~Erin -@erinjeany

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